Just as Akaashi had predicted, things quickly got chaotic. To his surprise though, you were one of the only ones left in the kitchen with your shirt on. (Y/Bff/N), a trio that had just shown up, another guy by the fridge, and Akaashi also remained clothed for the time being. Just because you were still fully clothed didn't mean you hadn't participated.

The very first shot taken was by Bokuto. You laid back on the kitchen island and rolled up your shirt just enough to expose your pierced belly button. (Y/Bff/N) leaned over and sprinkled salt onto the dip by your hip bones, prepping for the inevitable burn of the alcohol. Quickly Kaito poured the amber liquid into your navel but it was Bokuto who leaned over you, buff arms stabilizing himself as he hovered, before diving in to lick up the salt by your waistband. Within a moment he was eagerly sucking every drop of tequila up and, in pure Bokuto fashion, he was making a show of it. It was impossible to suppress your giggles as his tongue dived into your belly button. Once he was certain he got every bit, he slowly licked his way up your torso until he reached your shirt line, and then attaching his mouth to yours as he aggressively grabbed onto the lime slice wedged between your lips. His expression showed just how pleased he was with himself as he sucked the juice out the lime and leaned off of your body. Akaashi's body burned at the idea of watching that over and over again, though he wasn't entirely sure why. It was one thing to watch his best friend indulge in such an intimate activity, but he knew if he saw Kaito, or any other creep for that matter, take a turn it would set a completely different mood entirely.

Before Akaashi could entertain that thought anymore, Nakamura was taking his turn on your best friend. He was shyer than Bokuto, but it was still provocative. Akaashi noticed during their shot that you had brought yourself to your knees, still on the counter, facing Bokuto. Bokuto was taking an ice cube and rubbing it in a line up his abs and then a swipe across the left side of his large chest. Once he put the ice cube back in a cup on the counter, you took a salt shaker and carefully shook some across the wet lines Bokuto had created with the ice. Bokuto put a lime wedge between his teeth just as you had done while you grabbed the bottle of tequila. With a surprisingly still steady hand, Bokuto flexed his shoulder slightly so you could pour the liquor into the dip by his clavicle. Once you were satisfied with the amount, you backed up slightly and leaned down until you were on all fours, mouth level with the salt on Bokuto's abs. Without hesitation you swiped your tongue up to lick up all the salt, moving to his chest next. Once all the salt was gone you grabbed onto Bokuto's shoulders and wrapped your lips around his neckline. With a slight slurp, you drank the shot and met Bokuto's intense stare as you went in for the lime. Bokuto was smiling widely as you took your teeth to his and pulled away to suck the juice from the lime, no hands used. Typically Akaashi wasn't fond of situations such as this and hated how mesmerized he was at your every move during each shot. Akaashi could feel his body yearning to join in on the fun, but his mind was begging him to walk away. If it weren't for the fear of his friend's recklessness with the Kaito bet, he probably would have. Every ounce of rationality in him was telling him to go grab a beer and find something, or someone, to occupy his night, but his curiosity had a stronghold keeping him in place a few feet from you and Bokuto.

Everyone else that was also participating in the body shots had begun by this point, and the counter was lined up with girls in their bras posing as provocatively as they could for their partner to use as they pleased. Nakamura eventually noticed Akaashi's internal struggle and walked over to give him an attempt at a pep talk.

"Don't you want one?" Nakamura asked curiously as he placed a friendly slap to Akaashi's back.

"Not really," Akaashi answered, trying to look as unfazed as he wanted to be, but it wasn't convincing.

"Yes you do," Nakamura laughed, "And you'll get it soon enough." Nakamura laughed as he noticed two particular girls eyeing both of them as if they were something to be devoured. "We've got our bets on you so don't let us down!"

"Wait, what?!" Akaashi yelled out as Nakamura walked off to the two brunette's staring them down.

"Sorry ladies," Akaashi heard his blonde friend say as he wrapped his arm around the both of them, "He's taken. However, I am completely available. Would you two care to join me for a few shots?"

This dude. Akaashi was starting to realize what Bokuto and Nakamura were up to when they agreed to bet Kaito. Now he was certain he had to stay amid this chaos because surely their plan would backfire. With his mind racing with ideas of how to get you out of the sleazy situation, he zoned out long enough for you and Bokuto to take notice. Looking him up and down, you looked back to Bokuto to see if he had noticed his quiet friend as well. One look between the two of you told everything you were thinking and Bokuto slid out of your way with a smirk across his face.

"Want one?" you asked Akaashi but didn't wait for an answer. Bottle in hand, you hopped off the counter and walked up to him. Taken completely by surprise as you pushed him into the open chair behind him, he tried to form words but was coming up blank. Standing straddled above him you set the bottle down on the table next to him. Your next actions shocked him more than anything else he had seen so far. Not breaking eye contact, you began to take your shirt off. Akaashi grabbed your wrist before you could finish and looked up at you, donning a serious expression. He was certain he was more concerned about your wellbeing than his own pleasure now. He would be damned if he was going to let you exploit yourself for his sake, especially with Kaito in the room. He just couldn't get that douchebag's intentions out of his mind. "You don't need to do this."

"I want to," you assured him. He released his grip after you did not attempt to stop your actions, so you continued, discarding your shirt to the table. Leaning over him you grab the hem of his shirt and look to him for permission. He nods slowly, every ounce of restraint that he had slipped away before you. Not breaking eye contact with you for even a second, you lift the soft fabric over his head and take a slight step back to admire the sight in front of you. Akaashi was no Bokuto, but that would be an unfair comparison because who was? This was still a beautiful sight. Sculpted abs, a muscular chest, and good god look at those arms. Akaashi was amused at your reaction and how it seemed to be almost instinct to reach out and grip them. Quickly you grabbed the bottle in anticipation of what was to come and unscrewed the cap. Standing up straight you lifted the bottle's neck to your chest. "Catch all of it, Akaashi. Ready?"

"Wait!" Bokuto interrupted before Akaashi could say anything. Towering over your figure from behind, he took the bottle from your grasp. "Let me help. You're too ticklish sometimes. I can't let you drown my best friend." Akaashi sucked in a deep breath as he finally pieced together exactly what you wanted him to do. Normally he was not the one to care for an audience but your black lace bra erased away every worry, leaving the two of you in a world of his own. "Ready?" he asked, sporting that devilish arched eyebrow expression Akaashi was so used to seeing on the court.

Akaashi was better at this waterfall type of body shot than most people. He was able to quickly calculate the angle at which Bokuto was holding the bottle, how drunk Bokuto was by this point in the party, and the contours of your body, to determine where the amber liquid would cascade down your body.

"THAT BOTTLE IS COLD!" you screamed out, not expecting the sudden change in temperature from your previous shots with Bokuto.

"I know," Bokuto admitted, completely amused with his idea to grab the bottle you typically keep in the fridge when you weren't looking.

The surprise caused you to arch your body into Akaashi a bit more, but it didn't throw him off at all. Instinctively his large hands came up to grip your sides and stabilized your frame exactly where he wanted. By the time the stream reached your belly, Akaashi attached his mouth intercepting it with his tongue. Akaashi quickly licked upward as he tilted his head back slightly to look at you. Meeting your gaze directly, he opened his mouth wider to catch every bit falling to him. When Bokuto stopped pouring the tequila, Akaashi licked the trail up to the spot where it started, just below your collarbone, and finishing with a slight suck. The two boys noticed how your eyes relaxed at the feeling and your bottom lip naturally found its way between your teeth as he pulled back slowly.

"Another one." Bokuto instructed his friend as he moved the bottle to the other side of your neck this time. You reached over to the table and grabbed a lime wedge and squeezed it onto your wrist. Once the juices were messily flowing down your arm, you tossed the wedge away and sprinkled salt onto the wet area. Holding out your wrist for him, he looked up for permission out of habit, and you quickly responded with a small nod and smile. Without breaking eye contact his mouth wrapped around your skin and his tongue gave 3 skillful licks. Feeling all the salt was gone from the area, he pulled off with a little nip at your skin. That's when Bokuto started scheming. Akaashi should have predicted it, but he didn't. Bo held the bottle a little closer to your neck this time. There would be no way for him to take this shot without touching your barely clothed breast. Normally, Akaashi would shut down his bold best friend's plans, but he didn't have time to think rationally with the liquid quickly pouring down your chest. He could tell Bokuto was tipping the bottle up slightly as he poured it in order to make it cascade directly down your skin, not leaving the slightest chance to perform this shot with dignity. To avoid turning you into a complete mess, Akaashi did the only thing he could do, suck it up. His lips hit your stomach and you felt his tongue glide up your torso, fallowing the intoxicating stream inwards. The anticipation caused your body to betray you. Wiggling a little, your composure slipped at how good his tongue felt. Akaashi closed his eyes and focused on the task at hand as he connected with your risqué area. He opened his mouth slightly, allowing for as much of the tequila as possible to enter his mouth. Bokuto stopped shortly after and you leaned down to meet Akaashi's lips with the lime wedge gripped between your teeth. Akaashi ripped it away quickly to cover the burn of tequila Bokuto practically drowned him with. Once he was finished up, your eyes met the haziness of his and a slight blush crept over your cheeks. Smiling, you tucked a strand of hair that had fallen loose out of the way and looked to the table for a spar shot glass.

"One more and I'll let you take a break." you turned to Akaashi again, still not waiting for a reply from the boy melting under your commands. "Bokuto, grab a shot glass," you yelled out as you pushed Akaashi back in his chair and climbed on top of him.

"You're going to overload him, (Y/n)." you heard Nakamura yell out to you from the counter he was now sitting on. He wanted to win his money but he knew Akaashi's normally reserved personality had to be freaking out on the inside.

"He's fine." you rolled your eyes. Softening your features a bit, you checked to make sure. "You would tell me if you wanted to stop, right?"

"I should be asking you that." Akaashi arched his brow and questioned like the gentleman he's always appeared to be.

"Stop worrying about me. I'm the one that put you in this chair. I'm fine." you smiled assuringly. Stopping a moment to take a good look at Akaashi, you questioned again. "But are you?"

"I'm great. As long as you are."

"Is that so?" you teased. "I like it when you submit to me."

"Don't get used to it." Akaashi playfully rolled his eyes. At the joke you felt him relax under you and lean back into the chair comfortably. "What are you about to do now?"

"YOU," you began to explain as you took the full shot glass from Bokuto, "are about to take this shot. No hands." He looked confused at the fact that a shot glass was suddenly being utilized. The expression he made as you carefully put the shot glass between your cleavage was hilarious. The liquor almost spilled over the edge of the glass as you fought the urge to laugh as hard as you wanted to. "Intimidated?" you joked and he cut his eyes at you.

"No." he flatly grumbled.

"How tsundere of you." you joked as you sat up straight. To make sure he didn't break the rules, he intertwined his hands to the back of the chair. Bokuto took an ice cube to your neck to slick the surface enough to hold the salt. Once that was ready he took a lime wedge and placed it between your teeth for his friend.

"Ready," Bokuto verified and you saw Akaashi gulp. Before you knew it he leaned in and took his mouth to your neck. He sucked at the sensitive spot of your neck where the salt was as if he had done it a million times before. Instinctively you bit down slightly on the lime between your lips and tasted a hint of the juice. Akaashi noticed this and you felt a single "ha" quietly leave his mouth as went down for the kill. Quickly you felt his breath across your chest as he fought for the shot glass. Once he had it gripped safely between his teeth, he pulled up and leaned his head back to down the shot. Akaashi ungrasped his hands and brought one to take the shot glass. In the heat of the moment, his other hand came to grip the base of your head and pulled your mouth to meet his. Akaashi's actions had your teeth gripping the lime more than intended again, and his teeth fought to pull it away. Once he sucked it dry, he tossed it with the other empty wedges on the table next to you. Bokuto and Nakamura were joined by your best friend in obnoxiously cheering through the kitchen.

"WHAT A SHOW!" Bokuto clapped the two of you on the back as he bellowed out.

"WHO KNEW AKAASHI HAD IT IN HIM?!" Nakamura yelled from his spot across the kitchen again.

"Should we leave and give you guys some privacy?" your best friend laughed out as she cleared the spot next to her on the counter for you.

As you stood up off of his lap, he caught a glimpse of Kaito off to the side. The guy's face when from seething agitation to relieved as he saw you climbing off of him and getting ready to walk away. Akaashi didn't know what came over him. All he knew was he wanted to wipe that eager look off of Kaito's face. Even more, he wanted to keep your attention. "Wait!" he called out as he pulled you by your hips back to him. You looked down at him, questioning his sudden actions with your eyes as you tucked another piece of your hair behind your ear. "Do you want one?"

The smile that crept over your face at his words was the most innocent thing he had ever seen. "Please." Akaashi nodded in agreement and you stepped back from him and pulled him to his feet. "We're doing it a little different this time though," you said as you climbed down on your knees underneath him. You grabbed his thighs and pulled him a bit closer, looking up at him. "Ready when you are."

Akaashi smirked at the compromising position he knew had to be driving Kaito mad. Mentally he noted how used to this view he could get and unknowingly you were doing the same. Bokuto moved to stand behind him and on instinct one of Akaashi's hands made it's way to your hair. Grasping your head messily beneath him had his imagination running wild. Everyone in the room was almost forgotten as Bokuto began pouring the liquor in a stream down his best friend's chest, and you opened your mouth to catch what you could, right at the waistband of Akaashi's jeans. Akaashi kept your eye contact the entire time you drank up but was still surprised when the liquor stopped flowing and he felt your mouth wrap around the spot the liquor stopped at. You sucked on that spot for a second, before licking your way higher up his torso, following the stream the liquor previously cascaded down. Making your way up, you didn't stop until you made your way to where the flow started, right at Akaashi's neck. Sucking with your tongue, making sure to get every drop, you felt Akaashi's grip on your head tighten. Once you were sure you sucked it all away, you bit down on his neck l and then pulled away with a giggle.

"You're a tease," he stated the obvious and you stood up.

"And you're one to talk." you instantly fired back. You grabbed the shot glass he used earlier and shook it in your hands. "Mind if I take another one?"

Akaashi's smile was all the answer you needed and you filled the shot glass to your liking. Akaashi could guess what was coming but that still didn't prepare him. He physically tensed a little when you grabbed onto the waistband of his boxers. Carefully you placed the shot glass so that it would stay in place. You then began scanning Akaashi for a spot to place the salt. Holding out his arm slightly and giving his bicep a quick squeeze, you settled for there. Getting the area wet by licking it, you prepped for the salt. "You have nice arms," you commented as you worked, but Akaashi said nothing as he focused on your movements. Once you were all ready you followed the routine. Lick up all the salt and then head to where Akaashi wanted you the most. The "No Hands" rule was obviously still in effect so to stop yourself you gripped Akaashi's waist as your mouth searched for the perfect grip around the shot glass in his waistband. Once you had it where you wanted, you carefully pulled up and leaned back to down the shot. Placing the shot on the table, you then made your way up. Your hands found their way instinctively to his biceps as you leaned in to take another lime from his mouth. The two of you made sure not to break eye contact as you sucked the juices from the lime and tossed it away to the pile with previous ones on the table. The alcohol in the two of you was normalizing the provocative mood the two of you were setting. Kaito was over the scene in front of him.

"How do I get one?" he asked and you shot him down as nice as you could. Akaashi couldn't help the smug demeanor he held as you answered. "You have to be Akaashi, Bokuto, or Nakamura. Sorry."

"Why only them?" he asked as he walked up to you, now climbing next to your best friend on the kitchen island again. "We're all friends. Aren't we, Bokuto?" he asked, the desperateness in his actions beginning to show more than he wished.

"Because they're my best friends. And they would never press me for one." you snapped back, growing frustrated at his persistence.

"Sorry man, but she's right." Bokuto tried to put it nicely. "We just enjoy the fun when she wants to."

Luckily for Kaito, someone else had their eye on him and he was whisked off by her to take shots. He seemed upset by this but he was not in the position to decline any shots, since he wouldn't be getting any from you. Bokuto had taken a position with a new girl next to you and was preparing to finally take some more shots himself. To the left of you, (Y/BFF/N) was preparing to take a shot with the guy that seemed to be friends with Kaito earlier. Leaning back on your two palms, you crossed your legs and watched Akaashi. He poured himself a drink but hadn't moved from the spot you left him at. Sipping on his drink, his eyes found yours and the two of you shared a mutual silence, both wondering what the other was thinking, the feeling of the other still lingering. After a moment you let out an unwarranted giggle, and Akaashi blushed the tiniest bit as he questioned it. "What's so funny?"

"Just thinking." you hummed out. He walked forward, stopping when he was right in front of you again, unintentionally causing you to sit up all the way. Suddenly you could feel the alcohol beginning to catch up with you, and without realizing it, you leaned into him a little closer than you should. Akaashi was also beginning to feel his shots and didn't correct you.

"About what?" Akaashi challenged your vague answer.

"You," you decided to be honest now that you had an extra dose of liquid courage pumping through your veins. "Is that ok?"

"I'll allow it," Akaashi replied, taking a swig of his now half-empty cup.

"Akaashi," you hummed out, waiting until he looked at you to continue, "take another shot with me."

"With you or on you?" Akaashi questioned, knowing damn well you probably meant the latter.

"On me, of course," you scoffed as if there could be any other answer. Akaashi laughed at your reaction and gave a quick "ok, ok" as if he was surrendering.

This time you stayed on the counter, but leaned back until you were laying down. Akaashi knew where this was going and took it upon himself to fill your belly button up with as much Tequila as he wanted. Intently watching his every move, you bit your lip in anticipation as he then rubbed an ice cube across the little dip at your waist, and then sprinkled salt on the area. Grabbing a lime, he held it to your lips so you could bite down on it until he was ready. When he was all finished prepping, he looked to you for permission to continue, and you confirmed with a gentle nod of your head. He proceeded the same way as the previous shots - salt, tequila, lime. When he was finished you sat up, and grabbed your best friend's shot glass.

"Double-shot time," you said as you filled the shot glass, then proceeded to place it in your cleavage as you had earlier. Sitting up, hands grasping the edge of the counter, you arched your shoulders forward a little. Akaashi hadn't seen a shot like this yet so you walked him through what to do. He took an ice cube and salted the left side of your neck. Next he poured more tequila by the side of your neck, in the dip by your collarbone, created from you arching your shoulders. Akaashi caught just a glimpse of 'No-Name Kaito' as he had officially dubbed him, glaring at him from the other side of the kitchen island as he went in for the salt. That smirk that you swear ascended straight from the Devil himself appeared and he gave him a show. Sucking with a tension that could easily leave a mark, he licked up every bit of salt, and more. The thick tension between you two tonight and the sudden vigor in his assault on your neck took your breath away, and the hint of a moan appeared, but before it could erupt he stopped and went for the lime in your mouth. You were so taken by surprise that you didn't even realize the lime wasn't in your mouth anymore until his lips were against yours because you had dropped the lime. Taking advantage of the opportunity, you dared to further his actions into a kiss. Akaashi didn't stop you. Feeling him smirk into the kiss, provoked you to deepen the kiss, grabbing him by the back of the head and grazing his tongue with yours. Just as fast as you had done that though, you pulled away. A blush crept over your face alongside a smirk that you tried to hide by biting your bottom lip. Akaashi was trying to fight back the heat in his cheeks as well as he stood back up straight and grabbed his cup, hoping taking a drink would cover any expressions he was making. Luckily, for the most part, everyone around you was focusing on their own shots. Akaashi noticed Nakamura laughing at the site he just witnessed though and he was thanking the heavens that Bokuto didn't notice.

"Oops." you pouted as much as you could until a sly grin tore your act to shreds. "My bad."

"Was that really an accident?" You couldn't help but notice he looked at you as if you were the only one in the room, in turn making everyone else fade from your mind as well.

"Do you want it to be?" you cocked a brow.

Akaashi could full-on feel the effects of the alcohol by this point, and his actions were starting to show it. Akaashi answered your question by taking you in for another kiss, this one much more enjoyable due to the lack of tequila taste. This kiss flowed more naturally as if Akaashi already had your body memorized. Neither of you were shy with it, both willingly making your way into the other's mouth. Tongues dancing and hearts racing, this was a feeling you could crave. After a minute Akaashi pulled away and you felt worked to keep your composure, remembering you were still in a kitchen full of people.

"I should probably drop the lime more often." you joked and Akaashi's laughed as he took his cup for another drink.

"Speaking of, that was my last shot for a while," Akaashi announced, knowing he would hit blackout status if he kept at this pace you set for him.

"That's too bad. You're my new favorite partner." you looked a little disappointed. "Everyone else will be so dull in comparison."

Kaito was still staring you down, making it obvious he hadn't quite thrown in the towel yet. It was obvious he was listening to your every word and Akaashi was ready for him to call it quits. "Sorry, I'm not into sharing. You're done too." he declared and you shook your head no with a giggle. Akaashi grabbed you by the back of the head again, kissing you roughly for only a second. This caught you off guard and your eyes were still closed when you felt him lean in close to your ear. "Put your shirt on," he whispered sternly and stuffed the fabric into your grasp.

"Yes, Daddy." you joked as you unfolded the wadded up shirt with a giggle.

"Stop that." he didn't give you a second thought as he grabbed his shirt. Pulling it over his head, he groaned, "We're going to be sticky all night."

"Did I miss a spot?" you asked, moving your tongue to play with your lip seductively. Cocking your brow you challenged him, not quite ready for the teasing to stop. "Come here, I'll get it."

"Have fun now," Akaashi said walking up to you. Taking your chin in-between his thumb and index finger he leaned in, only a few inches separating you. "Keep tempting me and you won't be the one in control." Akaashi threatened you with a serious-yet-seductive expression. For once you were speechless, mind racing with thoughts of Akaashi and the past few moments. You had taken an interest in Akaashi since the first time you met him, but this was a side you hadn't had the pleasure of seeing much. A side that could be dangerous to your 'i'm not interested in anyone and don't want to be' attitude if you weren't careful.

"No dispute?" Bokuto gasped out mockingly, finally taking in how cozy you and his best friend had become since he left you two to your own actions. "I think you've met your match. You underestimated my friend."

You again didn't have a reply. Akaashi walked over to the fridge and grabbed out two of the beers he had placed in it earlier. Popping the top off of both of them, he made his way back to you, offering one in place of the shot glass you had been holding. Grabbing onto the bottle and taking a sip, you thanked Akaashi fir the gesture, knowing that was his way of saying it's time to calm down some. He then picked you up off the counter and set you on the ground. "You're done giving shots so no reason to be up there." he smiled, and you did too. Akaashi walked back a few feet to the table you two had previously been at and took a seat. He expected you to sit next to him, but instead you made yourself comfy on his lap, turned slightly, with part of your back against his chest.

"This is comfier anyways," you stated and he hummed in response and took that sip from his beer, making sure to lock eyes with Kaito one last time to further state his point.

The two of you stayed like that, conversing with everyone around you while they continued to take their shots with whoever they wished. Your best friend and Bokuto ended up trying to create more ways to take shots off of each other, and failed horribly, though it was pretty amusing to watch. By the time you and Akaashi finished your beers, most of the people in the kitchen were over the body shot hype and ready. Your typical group of friends moved to the living room, resulting in setting up a game of King's cup around the coffee table. Again, you chose to sit cozy across Akaashi's lap while you two participated in the game as well. By the time the game was over, your head was spinning and you were ready to call it quits on drinking games. People were starting to leave by this time, since it was getting late and everyone that was staying the night chose to join everyone in the living room. Bokuto brought you and Akaashi some beers as Nakamura set up a game on the switch.

Everyone took turns playing Mario Kart, still drinking of course. Much to your pleasure, Akaashi did not make you move off of him whenever it was his turn. After his first round, you began to get bored though, and couldn't help your mind wandering to other things.. such as Akaashi's neck. it was mid-race but you didn't care and started to create your own fun. His shock was evident by the way he jumped once he felt your lips on his neck. His eyes shut naturally but snapped to you once he realized what was going on. Thinking a cut of his eyes was enough to give you the hint, he kept playing the race, now lagging behind a little thanks to you. Again, you took to his neck, but this time tracing your tongue upward agonizingly slow, stopping just below his ear. "Stop that," he laughed out and wiggled a little underneath you, focusing harder on the game. Never being much of a listener, you kept going, latching on near his jawline. Akaashi continued having trouble playing with your advances but kept trying anyway.

"You're going to make me lose!" he yelled out a little louder than he intended to once you began to suck on the skin right by his ear, grazing it a bit for added pleasure.

Bokuto bust out laughing at his friend's misfortune, while everyone else just shook their heads.

"Hate to tell you bro, but you were going to lose regardless." Nakamura laughed out as his car passed the finish line in first place.

"I always win." Akaashi defended "This is clearly a setup." He finished 3rd place and turned to you with a huff. "I thought we were friends."

"Don't be mad," you giggled out, placing your forehead against his. "I couldn't help myself."

This went on for another round before Akaashi gave up and gave his controller to someone else.

"Fine. You win." he laughed out and you went in for a kiss.

"Get used to it, Kashi," you said in between breaths.

6 more rounds of Mario Kart were played between your friends while Akaashi and you talked amongst yourselves. Occasionally you would take him in for another kiss. Once those rounds were up, the rest of your friends had passed out one by one it seemed. Bokuto declared that he was sleeping in the guest room and left, followed by your best friend who made her way to her bedroom. Being the great friend you always were, you got up to get everyone else blankets. Placing them over them as they continued to sleep. Nakamura was on the floor, laying on an oversized couch pillow, so you gave him a blanket as well and made your way to sit on the couch with Akaashi, who didn't seem too tired. The two of you talked some more, but inevitably, you ended up exactly where you wanted. sitting on Akaashi's lap making out hard with him. He noticed your phone had been repeatedly lighting up on the table. Someone was desperately trying to get ahold of you. "Hey, maybe you should check that?" he said pulling away out of breath. "Seems important."

Leaning up and catching your breath, you reached for the phone behind you. Sliding through the dozen of notifications on your lock screen, you began to visibly look annoyed. "Nope. Not at all." you placed your lips back on his as you let the phone recklessly drop to the ground beside the couch. He had no choice but to take your word for it as you brought your tongue swirling back against his.

Akaashi had never been one for PDA. Even if everyone was asleep, he was worried about what they would see if they wake up. Handsy couldn't even begin to describe how heated things were getting between you two. You definitely would have a hickey or two the next day but he would probably have more. Your lips were sore but could care less. This felt great. It had been a while since either of you had been this intimate with anyone and that was making it even harder to stop. If there wasn't a room full of people around, you no doubt would have already been flipped underneath him. He was trying his best to hold back. Both of you were drunk and he didn't want to take advantage, but it was hard when you seemed so ready to go. Akaashi never hooks up at parties. He's never been much of a one-night stand fan. Thoughts of how long it had been begun to take over his mind and body. He felt your hips grind down on his groin as you let out a moan and that was the last straw. Not being able to handle anymore, he went for it. "Let's take this to your room?"

Akaashi felt you smile into the kiss. "Nope," you said as you went in for his neck and he fought the urge to moan out. His jeans were now painfully tight - his growing erection begging to be set free. Just as he thought he wouldn't be able to take it anymore, you stood up.

"I'm getting tired," you said to him out of nowhere.

"Ok," Akaashi responded, not sure what else to say. He didn't want to push you, so he let you walk off.

"A word of advice..." Nakamura startled Akaashi as he spoke, rolling over to face the couch Akaashi was laying on.

"You were awake?!" he questioned in a loud whisper. "Why didn't you say anything?!"

"That would have been so awkward." Nakamura laughed.

"And this isn't?!" Akaashi exclaimed, his hands covering his face in embarrassment.

"For you. Not for me." he grinned widely and continued his explanation. "Anyways, she's weird about her room. If she isn't the one leading you there, then don't bring it up."

"What do you mean? What's wrong with her room?" Akaashi was genuinely confused. It wasn't as if he had never been in there. "I put her in there when she passed out one night and everything seemed to be fine."

"She was blacked out that night. She probably didn't realize she was in her bed at the time." "I know it sounds weird, but she's been through some things the past year. For now, just let it go. I can tell she likes you, but she really hates that room."

Akaashi didn't have time to question further as you returned with a more comfortable pillow and handed it to Akaashi to put behind his head. Wrapped around you was a blanket big enough for the two of you. As if nothing had happened, you climbed next to him and cuddled into his side - head on his chest and one leg over his waist. He was surprised to see that you were still going to sleep with him after shooting him down moments before. He heard you hum "Goodnight Kashi" into his chest, and you seemed to instantly fall asleep.

"Well, since you two won't be using her bed, there's no need for me to sleep on the floor," Nakamura said as he stood up, dropping his blanket to the ground next to him. "See you two lovebirds in the morning," he smirked, turning off the lights as he walked away towards your bedroom.

Everyone was fast asleep it seemed, but Akaashi was anything but sleepy, mind racing with thoughts of you.

What the hell is happening?